Dimly Lit Lanterns In The Night
I am full with everything
I have not said.
And so-
I call, upon my talent,
With all sincerity in my heart;
That the song in your soul
May mirror mine.
When you let love in
It does not trickle
But pours.
If I hold secrets
Should I keep them
To heart or whisper...
I have not said.
And so-
I call, upon my talent,
With all sincerity in my heart;
That the song in your soul
May mirror mine.
When you let love in
It does not trickle
But pours.
If I hold secrets
Should I keep them
To heart or whisper...